Thursday, September 29, 2005

Poetry Thursday IX


In September

I walked down the lane
Past the maple tree,
And Post Man wind
Brought a note to me--
A small yellow note
From my friend the tree!

You call it a "leaf"
Just drifting down?
Why, it says, "Old Winter
Will soon be in town!
So it's really a letter
The tree sent down!

Eleanor Hammond

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